To the darkness we'll give our bodies
To the darkness we'll give our souls
We will all succumb to it
The only variable is to what extent
and perhaps the willingness
Of the victim or of the volunteer
It's a certain type of darkness
I speak of that never gets old

Not the kind of darkness
That hides under the light
I mean the type of darkness
That you sense beyond your sight

It's a tainted taste but its comforting
It can smell like a lack of oxygen
like nothing and everything at once
It can look like everything you've
feared or loved or all of the above
It can linger in the atmosphere
Or it can invade your every thought
Sometimes the darkness is all you've got

No matter how much we mention it
Darkness may never be understood
And we may never know it deeply
But we may know what it feels like